[Himaran]

The two rangers moved through the inn slowly, not wanting to rush up to Sandrina while she was clearly upset. Raen watched carefully as she wiped her eyes and began speaking to the man and woman that obviously were past friends. Any doubt he had previously harbored was gone; it was her, and after all those months in the wildnerness he was stunned. Where had she been? The ranger had scoured every inch of the surrounding forests but had found no trace of the supposedly "dead lady." And here she was, alive and apparently unharmed... physically, at least.

Sandrina turned, seeing them approach. "Excuse me, Miss," said Raen, trying to act calm. "My companion and believe we have seen you before. Perhaps you could shed some light on our suspicion."

"Perhaps, your name is not Chrystal," added Braedon; who had spoken to her before. The woman looked at them, then back at the others, as if realizing that they really did recognize her.

"No. Its Sandrina." She paused. "At at least I think it is."

"Who are you two," said the man beside her, although not in an unfriendly voice.

"I am Raen. This is Braedon. We were among those who searched for Sandrina, although the search ended half a year ago. It seems now, however, that it was not entirely unsuccesful."

The man's rigid features softened. "Hama, a friend of the Lighthearts. Thank you both for looking. But it seems that Sandrina has rendered it all unnecessary." The four turned to her, waiting anxiously for conformation that their soaring hopes were well-founded.